Page 16 of Shielded

I let out a breath, and he pushes in deeper, groaning as he moves.

There’s no way to know how deep he actually is, but there’s a burning that I can’t ignore. My eyes close and I suck in a few breaths.

“You okay?”

“Yeah,” I squeak, reaching out to grip the edges of the seat. “Don’t hold out on me. Fuck me like you mean it!”

He slides his hips back and forth, pushing into me as I scream. I can’t tell if I’m screaming because it feels good or because it hurts. Right now, I think there’s a little of both happening.

Perry tightens my hips to his. “You’re being a good girl, taking all that cock.” His tone is wild and rough, and every bit of it sends my pussy into overdrive. I never imagined something so raw and masculine would do it for me like this, but it is. His jaw is tight, and he thrusts harder, scrubbing my clit with his index finger as he moves.

I raise my hips and wrap around his waist, and he fills me up more, poking into the back of a place I can’t name. All I know is it feels so good.

Slamming into me over and over, he groans with a desperate sigh in his throat. A bead of sweat gathers on his forehead and slides down his massive body as he works.

“Come on my cock like a good girl,” he growls. “I want to feel your come.”

The pain has stopped and all that’s left is the pleasure of his cock spreading my walls, filling me up. I’ve never felt so good in my life. I don’t want it to end.

Pressure builds at the base of my neck and my eyes close.

“Eyes on me,” he growls. “I need to see the look on your face when you come.”

I’m panting, he’s thrusting, and for some reason my eyes want to close. They need to close. My body tenses and a river of heat rushes through me until I’m screaming out for all of Rugged Mountain to hear.

“Good fuckin’ girl.”

My body is tight and trembling, convulsing against his dick. He grips my tits and pinches my nipples as I ride the wave over the edge and into the abyss. There’s no coming back from this. I’m his. He’s mine. We’re one.

He grips my hips tighter and pulls me close to his frame.

“Don’t pull out,” I say. “I want your come inside of me.”

He hesitates. “Don’t say things you don’t mean.”

“Fill me up! I need to have it!” I’m whining out for him, desperate for his hot come.

He grips me tighter and thrusts against me with a growl low in his throat until all at once he bursts and the release sends a wave over his body. His head hangs back, his shoulders roll forward, his chest relaxes, his hands loosen their grip, and his breathing returns to normal.

He reaches up and pulls me against his chest. “You felt so fucking good.”

I rub his strong back and hold him close, dragging in his natural musk and the pine behind us. “Yeah, that was incredible.”

“Next time we find a bed, though. None of this side of the road shit.”

“Umm… no. I like the side of the road shit. Beds are boring.”

He laughs and pets my hair down, smoothing the strands that were disrupted a moment before. “You ready to finally get some dinner?”

I smile and close my eyes, breathing him in. I never thought I’d be the girl to fall in love with a dominant man, but I didn’t know what I wanted. Lucky for me, my friend Dot had me pegged.

Love is about a lot of things and most of it has to do with letting down your guard and allowing someone into your world, even if they are a little rough around the edges.

Epilogue

Perry

Five Years Later

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